Psalm 62

TO THE CHIEF MUSICIAN, TO JEDUTHUN, A PSALM OF DAVID.

1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God:

from him cometh my salvation.

2 He only is my rock and my salvation;

he is my defence;

I shall not be greatly moved.

3 How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you:

as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.

4 They only consult to cast him down from his excellency:

they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly.

Selah

5 My soul, wait thou only upon God;

for my expectation is from him.

6 He only is my rock and my salvation:

he is my defence;

I shall not be moved.

7 In God is my salvation and my glory:

the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

8 Trust in him at all times;

ye people, pour out your heart before him:

God is a refuge for us.

Selah

9 Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie:

to be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.

10 Trust not in oppression, and become not vain in robbery:

if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.

11 God hath spoken once; twice have I heard this;

that power belongeth unto God.

12 Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy:

for thou renderest to every man according to his work.

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